Place Your Bets
December 9, 2011 § 35 Comments
I have to admit, I dragged myself to last night’s thing which isn’t entirely my sort of thing – cocktail sausages round someone’s fire and a few carols – because, as someone said and people always say, “You never know.” Well, I kind of did know, I always know, but I went anyway, because I thought, well, I guess I am not completely omniscient.
It wasn’t enormously well attended and then only by people in their sixties upwards, the upwards lot with walking-sticks, but I had a very cosy welcome. There was a fellow plankton friend who whispered, “Thank God you’re here.” Well, I stayed long enough to hear Once in Royal and Hark, the Herald, and to join in very feebly, in between bouts of sausages and hot prunes wrapped in bacon. I escaped to go and sit on Charlotte’s sofa with chocolates (only three!) and we gossiped and measured the circumference of our thighs, as you do, and giggled like teenagers. Bliss.
Tonight it is a big thing and we are promised a “sumptuous” dinner. I much prefer dinners not to be sumptuous, both in terms of a certain objection to the word itself, and not liking to eat too much quite so long before the assault by turkey and Christmas pudding and the general feeling of all round circumference appreciation which so faithfully delivers at this time of year. Anyway, my friend who is organising this dinner tonight and sent out the invitations back in October, is one of those rare beacons who likes to bring people together. She says there will be in the crowd no fewer than four single men. And four plankton. The symmetry is perfect, but of course the sums may not add up.
I am looking forward very much to meeting these fellows but thought it might be amusing to start a virtual (not real money, just guesses) wager on how many of the four men will be bringing their sumptuous new girlfriends, and how many of the four plankton will have a wonderful new man in tow?
Let’s just take a wild guess, eh? Until I can with any luck provide the answers in tomorrow’s post.